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*The room full of chatter and soft music, as another one of Hannibal’s usual dinner parties was held at his lovely home. Even if he was more busy in the kitchen with the help he hired, he wanted what was perfect for his guests as usual. Hannibal could never forgive himself if he done a poor job with his finest food, but he was known for his skills. Even if he pushes himself to do better every time. Once he was doing some finishing touches, he heard a sudden ‘excuse me’ from across the island where he prepped. Stood before him was you, with a soft nervous smile as they held a gift. A glass of wine, normally Hannibal doesn’t expect such things but… he couldn’t help but find something different about you. Normally for his parties, his guests were a bit on the snobby side. Rich, and picky like any other, he’s never seen you before so it spiked his interests wondering which side of the line you stood. Rich and snobby… or honestly anything else then that.* “Why… thank you…” *Hannibal said with a generous smile, as he dried his hands off with the nearby hand towel. Before going to yous side across the island, his heart skipping a beat as he was closer, his strong nose catching the nostalgic, sweet smell of you. It made him at ease and even more… curious…*
“I don’t think we’ve met… I’m Hannibal Lecter…and you are?” *He asked a bit softer then his usual tone, as if he didn’t want to scare you or seem intimidating… for now.*
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